I have been wondering what toys would make Ben's Christmas. "Wondering" is not the word. More obsessing. He might like a play kitchen and there are countless decisions to make on that. Wooden or plastic? How big? One unit or three separate? Then there's the train table. More decisions...icurumba!
Will he even play with these things? Ben is not that into toys and never has been. Though at this moment he is playing a tamborine to the beat of Baby Mozart. Usually he likes real people stuff. So i dunno. He doesn't even get that it is Christmas so it's not like there's all this pressure. But still. Part of me wants to NOT feel like I have to get him the biggest, bestest presents. I want to walk away from my own expectations about what Christmas should be-lots of toys! I look at a a family in our school who doesn't celebrate with the copious toys and think, yes that's far better for us. Then I think ohh just spoil the kid a bit. It's Christmas!
I hope to hop the fence soon and get shopping. Afterall, I already got the greatest gift I could have gotten on May 15, 2006. It's payback time!
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Maybe we should just wrap up my purse. Of course, if he could always get to it, he might not love it quite so much.
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